Demon

I’m the big, bad witch
the four seasonal bitch
you crawl in your pathetic apathy
you drown in your rehearsed familiarity

I’ll dry your tears
I’ll erase your fears
I’ll rename all these missing years

you’re the devil that sucks my disease
I can be your demon with the greatest of ease

Stumbling through their drifts
they’ve got a used needle for your trip
you can pay him back
with a little slip of the dick

Demon…Devil…Demon…Devil!